Chapter 113: Quarterfinals of the Spring Kanto Conference
"Iori, you are the starting pitcher on a cloudy day. Catcher Matsuda, first baseman Yuki, second baseman Tojima, third baseman Azuma, shortstop Fukuda, left fielder Tanaka, center fielder Murasuke, right fielder Fujii,
above."
Director Kataoka then specifically said to Yagami Yagami: "Yogami, Cloudy remember to allocate your physical strength. If Cloudy wins, I will arrange for you to play in the semi-finals."
"Yes." Yagami nodded to Director Kataoka when he heard the words.
With such an appearance arrangement, many people naturally thought of the tight summer Koshien Nishi-Tokyo qualifiers in the second half of the season. Could it be that Director Kataoka wanted to treat this spring Kanto tournament as a preview of summer Koshien?
"Let's all go to bed early tonight and set off for Utsunomiya Kiyohara Stadium on time at nine o'clock on a cloudy day." After speaking, Director Kataoka turned around and left.
"Did you all hear this? Those who go out to practice tonight must finish their practice before 22:00 at the latest and return to their rooms to rest. Do you understand?" After Supervisor Kataoka left, Dong Qingguo stood up and said to the others.
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"I know." This was the third grader's reply to the captain of Dongqing Kingdom.
"Yinbai!" This was the first and second grader's answer to the senior and captain of Donghai Kingdom.
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Seido High School Men's Baseball Club.
Chris and Kazutaka Kurosaki were walking on the way to the baseball club after school in the afternoon as usual.
"Senior, has the supervisor not replied yet?" Kurosaki Kazaka said his question straightforwardly without much greeting.
Chris looked at the dark-skinned boy in front of him. His face, which always had a fake smile, was full of irritability and impatience at this moment.
"The supervisor has not made his decision yet," Chris replied in a calm voice.
"Damn!" Kurosaki heard this with a ferocious look on his face: "Director Kataoka, what are he hesitating about? My time is very precious... Could it be that he also wants to follow Kimura Takuya's advice at the spring Kanto Conference?
Can’t you make a decision based on your performance?”
Chris was quite surprised. Kurosaki Kazaka, a junior, was good at disguise and rarely showed such expressions in crowded places.
"Damn it! If you value a pitcher's obsession with the mound so much, then he might as well be more neat.
After a simple complaint, Kurosaki Kazdaka turned his head again and looked at Senior Chris next to him, "Since Director Kataoka really wants to be a pitcher who can become a real-time combat power, why should he insist on whether the pitcher has the right opponent?"
Obsession with the pitcher's mound? What a nuisance!"
"Kurosaki, you..."
As soon as Chris finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Kazuko Kurosaki, "Senior Chris, I'm not interested in your words to excuse Director Kataoka. Anyway, Director Kataoka's image here has been finalized.
"
He stared and said angrily.
"Damn it! When I first chose my preferred school, I should have added one more thing: Is the supervisor there a very emotional person? Such people are the most difficult to deal with."
Chris looked at the angry Kurosaki Ichigao in front of him, and suddenly realized that he just wanted to find someone who could vent his dissatisfaction, and he had already seen through his disguise, so he could complain and vent without any scruples.
dissatisfied.
"I hope that the seniors can convey my wishes to the supervisor, and then preferably give a reply before the school festival, and at the latest, tell me the decision of Supervisor Kataoka before the end of this month."
An ultimatum? Chris nodded and replied: "I will truthfully convey your wishes to the supervisor."
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At 9:20 a.m. on May 16, Seido's school bus stopped outside Utsunomiya Kiyohara Stadium. Everyone from Seido walked off the bus one after another carrying backpacks and balls.
After Supervisor Kataoka submitted today's starting list to the organizer, he led everyone from Seido to the rest area through the entrance channel of the players.
The captain of Dongqing Kingdom and Yokohama came back from guessing and said to Supervisor Kataoka: "I lost the guess again, Yokohama attacks first."
Supervisor Kataoka nodded, and others did not react much to this. After all, it is normal for Dong Qingguo to lose in guessing, but it is abnormal to win in guessing.
At 9:50 a.m., at the referee's signal, the players from Seido and Yokohama rushed onto the field with shouts, lined up in two teams at home plate, and after bowing to each other, the players from Yokohama left the field, and the fielders from Seido
Then stayed.
After Yagami stood on the pitcher's mound and moved his shoulders and wrists, he continued his final pitching warm-up with Matsuda-senpai.
"Buzz-buzz-buzz-"
The time soon came to 9:54, and Yagami waved his arm to throw the first ball of the quarterfinals amid the sound of air defense sirens.
"call out!"
…
"Whoa!"
"Bang!"
“strike out.“
"Three outs, exchange offense and defense!"
Yokohama's batter waved the bat in his hand angrily, glanced at Yagami Yagami who ran down from the pitcher's mound toward Aomichi's dugout, and returned to Yokohama's dugout with the bat.
At the end of the four games, Yokohama had already scored 2 points from Yagami Yagami. On the other hand, they only lost one point in front of Seido's strong line. It was a very good start.
"Iori, great shot!"
"You have to vote well next time!"
The condition of our own pitchers is still so good, which also makes Qingdao's morale high. In many cases, the condition of pitchers is very important, and sometimes it can even affect the condition of outfielders and outfielders in fielding and hitting.
Aomichi Ichibat Taro Fukuda moved his wrist, swung the bat slightly, lowered his head and used his feet to smooth the ground in the hitting area, and then raised the bat in a posture waiting for a hit.
Ken Kawakaku looked at Aomichi, who was standing still in the batter's box. This was their third duel in this game. I'm afraid he was quickly adapting to his complaint.
Kawakaku Ken's right hand was hidden in the ball cover and he was spinning the baseball. He looked at the signal that catcher Nagasho Fukuda was calling him. He nodded, raised his hand above his head, raised his left leg and stepped forward, waving his arm vigorously.
The baseball flew out of his palm like a white light.
"call out!"
Taro Fukuda stared at the direction in which the baseball was flying. Was it a low ball? Then he stepped forward without hesitation, swinging the metal bat in his hand violently.
"Whoa!"
Because of the strong wind pressure driven by the rapid swing of the metal bat, it swept over the top of home plate, allowing the bat to successfully meet the baseball flying from the pitcher's mound in mid-air as expected. Unfortunately, they could only miss each other and the baseball passed by.
A lower angle passed through the home plate and penetrated into the open ball cover of Nagai Fukuda.
"Bang!".
“strike.“
Taro Fukuda waved the bat in his hand, then turned to look at Aomichi's dugout. After getting the signal from Director Kataoka, he nodded, withdrew his gaze, assumed a posture waiting for a hit, and stared at the pitcher.